To Save Your LifeTo Save Your Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To Save Your Life
Heroes are hard to come by
Especially in this day and age
Because of you- I am still alive
Hail, the vanquisher of pain
I fought as long as I could have
But I sank into the weakness below
And I felt my sorrow's wrath
The helplessness took over
My fists let go
Of the resistance
I fell from hope
The light faded in the distance
It was all a dream
A simple false belief
Hands dangled frantically / Tears dripped endlessly
I needed a hero to save me / I yearned to be set free
A hand reached out
I was finally found
I rose back to grace
And the darkness brightened
The savior I awaited
Lifted me up and triumphed
I prayed as much as I needed
Even when I was beyond drowning
I knew a kind soul would pay heed
Every mourning human deserves saving
Love StinksWhen you are feeling sadLove Stinks3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what's the sense in romantic songs?
Love is good, they say...
Did I learn it all wrong?
Heart is an attention whore,
love is a vanity game,
romantic stories are just lies -
Now cover your face, and hide the shame.
Forget the trifles and common sense,
remember this one thing:
No one cares about your feelings,
love is rotten and it stinks.
You should date a guy who writesDate a guy who writes. Date a guy whose fingers are stained with ink, whose pockets are filled with pens, and whose eyes smile and dance with curiosity. Date a guy who notices things like the colour of your hair and the way you have your coffee, not because he has to, but just because it’s a habit of his to notice things. Date a guy who can barely get around a computer, but is expert with his word processor. It doesn’t matter; he prefers pen and paper anyway.You should date a guy who writes2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Find a guy who writes. You’ll find him just outside a library. He’ll like the idea of being outside, on the verge of a thousand worlds, a few steps away. He’ll love the idea of being outside, on the brink of one world, a few carefully placed letters away.
Or he will be inside a café. He doesn’t care whether it’s boutique or Gloria Jeans, moodily or well lit, though he likes it there especially when it’s raining. He will be the one with a notebook in one hand, pen in the other,
I'm Fine"Are you okay?"I'm Fine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's all they say.
And I leave behind
These words in my mind.
I'm broken, I'm dying.
Inside, I'm crying.
There are wounds beneath my skin.
There are trials I face within.
There are things I just can't say.
There are people I must betray.
Beneath a smile, I feel pain.
Behind the sun, there's always a little rain.
And beneath these words I hold in my head...
There's always the thing I say instead.
I leave the truth behind..
So when they say, "are you okay?"
I always say, "I'm fine."
AliveThey pointed and laughed at her,Alive2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because she smiled between each second,
Because she laughed between each page,
Because she danced between each step.
They laughed, and they stared,
Because they didn’t understand
The jokes she heard in the birds’ songs,
She happiness she found in every note.
They didn’t hear the lullaby
That the wind sang with each breeze,
Or the stories the trees told
With every rustling leave.
The relief at having survived
Yet another night, another day.
The joy at being outside
Of the hospital’s gloomy walls.
They didn’t know the fear
And the sorrow she had suffered,
When her parents had prayed for her,
Prayed for what seemed impossible.
How could they understand?
The spoilt eye turns blind towards
The beauty of the daylight,
And the stillness of each night.
And yet she wondered how they could miss
The warmth within each heartbeat,
The joy between each breath,
The bliss of being alive.
Love AgainLove AgainLove Again2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate to admit-
That I don't stand a chance
All risks turn into rifts-
Our hands will become too...distant
I crumbled inside every time I tried-
I couldn't look you in the eyes
A reflection was all I saw-
The beast within me whose heart was still raw
I'm afraid that trust is a one-way street with me
You can only depend on your own
For I have deemed myself unworthy
While I cling onto the tombstones of massacred hopes
I've abandoned the part of my soul
That connected to others
I was forced to let that side of me go
So never again would I fully mourn for another
A sphere of tears-
Floods my sockets with fear
Every possible future will mimic the past
I've stayed awake-
Inside the eternal moments that I've created
And my immortal regret-
Is that I don't know if I can ever fall in love...again
L.E.S.B.I.A.N.Living on theL.E.S.B.I.A.N.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Edge of life
I truly am
As it is all i can be
Never forget that
ImaginaryIn the dead of winter I wait upon a lonely benchImaginary8 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
sitting in the middle of a park frozen with snow
Huddled up I draw my eyes to the distance
where the city by the sun is set to a wonderous glow
The pastel colors of the sky make me think of love
and the way it creeps adoringly through the heart
but here I am as the day begins fresh and new
without another to help me push towards a good start
You with all your romanticism
Me with all my imagination
We'll go on through the day without a care
and nothing to stand in our way
With you pressing near me I feel so warm
and the winter's chilly wind can not faze me
I wish so desperately to be able to hold your hand
but when I glance down there's nothing to see
There's a time when I want to see your eyes
and to connect together like two kindred souls
Again, I am devastated by the emptiness next to me
It almost feels like in my heart there comes a hole
You with all your romanticism
Me with all my imagination
We'll go on through the day without a car
EraserAnd I,Eraser2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with my winded memories
gasping for breath and clarity,
stand unbeknownst to you
‘til you fade away
and my memories
are without oxygen.
I'm UglyI know that I’m notI'm Ugly2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know that you know
That I know that I’m not
But I feel like it
Oh God, I feel like it
I know I’ve got clear eyes
And lovely hair
But when I look in mirrors
The imperfections scream
‘Till the tiny cracks
Become huge gaping holes
That I’m terrified you’ll see
I need to hear it
Tell me that I’m beautiful
to the starsI’ve got this arrowto the stars2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
curled around my finger
like Apollo’s heart
& your nicknames
engraved on the inside
of my lungs.
I don’t want to write
pretty little stanzas
or pick at the seams
of your poetry
like some deadbeat
psychology major -
I want to
all over everything;
shoot down your moon
& wear her
like a charm
around ink stained
I want to
to the stars,
& leave you there.
It's OkIt's ok to cryIt's Ok3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To break down in your room and sit there for hours
It's ok to scream,
To shout at absolutely nothing
It's ok to sleep for hours and hours
To not want to get out of bed in the morning
It's ok to think
To think of the "what if's"
It's ok to have opinions
To think differently
It's ok to be different
To stand out in a crowd
It's ok to not try
To not care about school or work
It's ok to be anti-social
To not talk to anyone and keep things to yourself
It's ok if you like to be alone
To shut out the world
It's ok if you don't know who you are yet
To be lost
But it's also ok to wipe away those tears
To change the shouting to laughing
To wake up with a smile on your face
To think optimistically
To fight for what you think
To be who you are
To try again
To be confident
To meet new people
To open your heart
To find yourself
But it's not ok to give up.
It's most definitely not ok to ever give up.
Death Takes Two SugarsDeath knocked on the doorDeath Takes Two Sugars2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
came inside without invitation
poured herself some tea
and asked for a story.
He laughed at all the right parts,
cried when I cried,
asked for more than she received
It cried with me and laughed with me
sipping their tea and listening
she wondered what I didn’t do
then told me how idiotic I was.
He told me about the children
I could have had but didn’t
and the falls that lifted me up
with the loss of others.
The story of how I almost killed a girl
when she ran into the street
scared her to run into the arms of her father
and never ran into the street again.
The tale of the man who was meant for me
yet still didn’t want me
and that was not my fault but his
for his life went on a different path.
Death pushed in his chair and declared,
‘It’s time for you to go’
despite my tea’s warmth
and my story was not quite finished.
‘I’m not ready to go’
I bellowed and threw my cup
Truly FreeIn this world as we know itTruly Free2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No human will ever be free
Slavery is lessoned
But the past will forever haunt
Never free of bad memories
And still racism will haunt
Never will it end
Even in the façade of peace
We are not free
Judgment of others
Social standings and wealth
And being told what to do
Where to go
What to be
In our own homes
We're trapped from the start
The teachings and influence of those around us
Swaying our minds one way or another
Never will our thoughts be truly free
Imagine none of these restrictions
Are we yet free?
It still comes down to the basics of life
Our physical limitations
We cannot fly freely among the birds
Nor swim with the whales in the open sea
But say we could
We're still confined
The day the world ends
Will be the day
Humans are truly free.
Words HurtWords HurtWords Hurt2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hit me one more time
Hit me again
Push me around
On the floor
Down the stairs
It hurts less than your words
So kick me
Bruise my skin
But don’t call me names
It causes too much pain
I love you I really do
I’ll take the abuse
And be your punch bag
But please keep your words
My head can’t take it
My mind won’t survive
It destroys me.